Chapter 66: I once dreamed of beheading the primordial spirit
Chapter 66: I Killed the Soul in a Dream (Part 2)
Time flies, day after day, year after year.
After Tang Hui or Song Zhiming joined the Shushan Sword Sect, he became the chief disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect with an absolute advantage. It took him two years to reach the foundation building stage, ten years to reach the void return stage, fifty years to reach the golden elixir monk, and three
It took a hundred years to reach the realm of earthly immortality, and a thousand years later, he successfully broke through the tribulation and ascended to the heavenly realm.
Tang Hui suddenly realized that what he had fused was not only the physical body of the immortal's clone, but also a trace of the immortal's soul, along with all the memories of Song Zhiming before he broke through the tribulation and ascended.
If a trace of Song Zhiming's soul had not been injured by the Great Dao Formation, it is estimated that Tang Hui's attempt to fuse the mortal body of the immortal clone is tantamount to wishful thinking and whimsical thinking. He could directly crush Tang Hui with just his mental power.
Tang Hui, who is in the realm of transformation, can still have his soul leave the body, not to mention Song Zhiming, who is in the immortal realm, how come it is impossible for his soul to leave the body?
In the final analysis, the soul and the soul are essentially the same thing, but when it comes to the difference in quality, they are worlds apart, just like a mantis' arm is like a chariot, or a cricket is shaking a tree.
Tang Hui, who had thought through this level, was wet with cold sweat. Fortunately, he did not have the audacity to directly swallow Song Zhiming's soul, but chose a softer method - fusion.
There is no doubt that Song Zhiming is the name of the immortal clone.
Unknowingly, or inadvertently, all the memories of Song Zhiming before his ascension were merged, and the trace of his soul was wiped away, which is really a great blessing among misfortunes.
This will be of great benefit to Tang Hui in the future for his promotion to the Demon King of the Pill Formation, the Earth Immortal Industry, and even his ascension to break through the tribulation. Tang Hui, who originally had everything to do with cultivators in the dark, is just like the road ahead.
A beacon of light illuminated the sea of suffering, guiding Tang Hui in the direction, and his eyes suddenly became brighter.
Although Song Zhiming experienced more than a thousand years before he broke through the realm and ascended, just like the life and death disillusionment array set up by the monks at the peak of Jiuhua Mountain's Bibotan Jindan, it was just a snap of a finger.
Enlightenment twice, practice twice.
It made Tang Hui's Taoist heart more rounded and flawless, crystal clear and spotless. The originally depleted mental power brought a glimmer of life due to the germination of the fragments of the jade dish of creation.
The sea of consciousness in Lingtai can be said to be broken and then established.
In terms of quantity, it is far from comparable to before, but in terms of quality, it exceeds hundreds or even thousands of times.
Tang Hui had an extremely crazy idea, that is, within the Lingtai Sea of Consciousness, there were avenue formations all over.
Even if he is the Great Luo True Immortal, if he dares to enter the sea of consciousness of Lingtai and destroy his soul, he will only end up with hatred.
Tang Hui only understood the Three Thousand Great Dao, but it was this small leap in the ocean that gave Tang Hui the opportunity to fight back.
Tang Hui took a long breath, jumped off the silk bed, flexed his muscles and bones, feeling the terrifying power contained in the half-immortal body, and giggled.
At this time, Tang Yan pushed in the door with lotus seed porridge and looked at Tang Hui blankly. She had an indescribable feeling. She felt that the master had fundamentally changed, but she couldn't explain exactly what had changed.
come out.
This is a mysterious and mysterious feeling that cannot be described in words.
"What are you doing standing there?"
Tang Hui waved his hand in front of Tang Yan's eyes, took the lotus seed porridge, smelled the aroma of the lotus seed porridge, and said cheerfully: "Why is it just one bowl? Where's yours?"
Only then did Tang Yan come back to her senses and said slowly: "I've already eaten it, Master. I think you have changed a lot now, but there are changes. I'm clumsy and I can't explain why."
"Haha." Tang Hui chuckled lightly, without explaining, holding the lotus seed porridge in one hand and the ladle in the other, and began to deal with the bowl of lotus seed porridge.
Tang Hui naturally knew it well. In the past, he exuded demonic energy. Even if he condensed into a new human body, it was still difficult to hide the essence of the monster. But now with this half-immortal body, the immortal energy and demonic energy merged.
He himself couldn't tell what the situation was.
At least some righteous people will not come to kill him for no reason under the guise of hunting down demons with a demon-hunting plate, saying something mysterious, that is, he has jumped out of the Three Realms and is no longer in the Five Elements.
Tang Hui finished the lotus seed porridge, without any intention of washing the dishes, and said to Tang Yan: "Pack up, we are going to Yaowang Valley, I will go to say goodbye to the head of the Ye family now."
Tang Yan nodded, she had no feelings for the Ye family.
Wherever the master goes, she will follow him, even if he travels all over the world and is at home all over the world.
Tang Hui strode out of the boudoir where Tang Yan was staying, frowned slightly, and tried to condense a small fireball in the palm of his hand. Sure enough, the spiritual power of the six Dantians in his body still did not respond at all, just like the scar on Tang Yan's back he had just treated.
.
What happened?
Tang Hui walked quickly, lowering his head and thinking hard all the way. He turned a deaf ear to the greetings of the servants and maids on both sides, completely forgetting himself.
Is it because the spiritual power is exhausted and without this medium, the spiritual power in the Dantian cannot be driven?
Or was it because the battle with Song Zhiming's immortal clone exhausted all his spiritual power, and then merged with the immortal clone, resulting in some kind of mutation?
Immortals naturally use the power of immortality instead of the spiritual power of the mortal world. In terms of level, it is already a level higher.
Tang Hui thought and thought repeatedly, but still couldn't find a solution.
In the world of cultivation, without spiritual power, it is like a bird with broken wings, unable to fly for a few days.
"oops."
Ye Yingxiu, who was wandering in front of the pink bricks and blue tiles in the west wing, was knocked to the ground by Tang Hui. Only then did Tang Hui come back to his senses and saw that it was a busty girl. He quickly laughed apologetically and pushed Ye Ying away.
Pulling up Xiu from the ground, he said, "Sorry, sorry, I was distracted by something just now and didn't notice you. By the way, why are you here?"
Ye Yingxiu glanced at Tang Hui angrily, and said as thinly as a mosquito, "Why do you care what I'm doing here?"
Tang Hui touched his nose angrily and said nonchalantly: "Big-breasted girl, long time no see. Have your breasts grown an inch?"
Ye Yingxiu stamped her feet angrily, quickly covered her chest, and said angrily: "My name is Ye Yingxiu, and I don't call you a girl with big breasts."
Completely ignoring Tang Hui's last sentence of teasing.
"Haha." Tang Hui smiled nonchalantly, took out the blood-stained "Qi Entraining Technique" from his arms, and said, "Put it away this time, don't lose it again."
"Who wants your crappy book?" Ye Yingxiu turned her head away and looked at the lush purple bamboo on the side, deliberately not looking at Tang Hui and said: "You, are you okay?"
"You still care about me." This bastard Tang Hui follows the stick when he catches a snake. It is the principle of a bastard to hold on and not take advantage of others. He quickly stepped forward and put his arms around Ye Yingxiu's waist and said: "Hey, madam
, when will we hold the wedding ceremony and send it to the bridal chamber?"
"Bah." Ye Yingxiu stepped on Tang Hui's instep and struggled desperately. Two red clouds flew up her face, and she said in shock and urgency: "Let go, let go, you pervert, I don't want it."
I’m marrying you.”
Ye Yingxiu managed to break away from Tang Hui's embrace. Tang Hui stepped forward and sniffed hard. He smiled intoxicatedly and said, "It smells so good. What brand of perfume did you use? Uh, no, it's for rubbing."
What rouge?”
"Let me go." Ye Yingxiu pushed Tang Hui's chest hard, but Tang Hui remained motionless. Ye Yingxiu's tears of grievance rolled in her eyes, and she said softly: "There are servants watching, hurry up.
, let me go, what a shame in public!"
There were indeed many gardeners and maids watching nearby, pointing, snickering and talking to each other. Tang Hui looked around, reluctantly let go of Ye Yingxiu, and placed his hand on Ye Yingxiu's chest, who was frightened and frightened.
He touched the big winter melon hard and said, "I'll let you go this time."
Ye Yingxiu hurriedly took a few steps away, straightened her somewhat messy clothes, glared at Tang Hui resentfully, took the "Qi Entraining Technique" handed to her by Tang Hui, turned around and left, planning not to talk to this pervert again.
Tang Hui then remembered the business and hurriedly caught up with Ye Yingxiu and said, "I have to leave tomorrow. I will go and say goodbye to my father-in-law later."
Ye Yingxiu paused, without turning around, and said, "Are you leaving again?"
"Yes, all the feasts in the world must come to an end. I can't stay in the Ye family mansion forever." Tang Hui said slowly.
Ye Yingxiu was silent for a moment, turned around slowly, and said with a complex expression: "Since you are the son-in-law of the Ye family, why can't you stay in the Ye family forever?"
Tang Hui laughed, but his tone was particularly firm, and he said: "You know that I am a cultivator. How can the mortal world trap me for the rest of my life? Sooner or later, I will break through the tribulation and ascend to the heavens, breaking through the nine heavens."
Ye Yingxiu bit her red lips gently and said, "What about me?"
"You?" Tang Hui suddenly became speechless. Ye Yingxiu did not have spiritual roots. His purpose this time was to go to the Yaoshen Sect in Yaowang Valley, not only to ask for the Marrow Cleansing Pill for his apprentice Tang Yan, but also to ask for it for Ye Yingxiu.
I dreamed of letting big-breasted girls join the ranks of cultivation, but I never asked Ye Yingxiu if she was willing.
"As time goes by, I will gradually grow old, my face will be full of wrinkles, my hair will grow all over, and a hundred years later, I will turn into a pile of withered bones." Ye Yingxiu bit the blood from the corner of her mouth and said with a sad smile: "I
I heard that the lifespan of a cultivator is far longer than that of ordinary people. A hundred years from now, you will still be you, but I will be dead."
Tang Hui sighed softly, took a few steps forward, put Ye Ying's sleeves into his arms, felt the soft and comfortable elasticity of her big breasts, and said softly: "I'll take you away."
Ye Yingxiu's body trembled, but she did not break away from Tang Hui's arms again. Instead, she sighed faintly and said, "Where can you take me? I am a mortal, just a burden to you."
Tang Hui reached out and scratched Ye Yingxiu's Yao nose, and said domineeringly: "Go to Yaowang Valley and ask for the marrow-cleansing pill. For them, one more pill is not too much, and one pill less is not enough. If you don't give it, you will steal it.
If you can't steal, just rob."
Ye Yingxiu concluded her words, raised her head slightly, and looked at Tang Hui's ruffian and confident smile. For a moment, she was intoxicated and couldn't extricate herself.
But not far away, the light in Tang Yan's eyes gradually dimmed. For a moment, her heart was full of mixed feelings, as if she had knocked over a five-flavor bottle. Tang Yan looked at her chest with self-mockery and left sadly.
It is said that the one who is closest to the water wins the moon first, but did he still lose to that busty woman?